𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗦𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 [DISCONTINUED]

chapter twelve

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"Hey."

Taehyung widen his eyes and turned around from looking into his locker. It was Namjoon, the tall ass guy that everyone avoids because he's always on his phone, never looking up. It seemed like they changed because of that party. Sort of.

"Oh. Hi." Taehyung mumbled up.

"How are you doing?" Namjoon softly smiled, shoving his hands in his pockets, leaning on the locker beside him.

"I'm fine. What do you want?" The younger closed his locker, looking at him with a binder and a book around his arm.

"I just want to talk to you. Is that bad?"

"No." He leaned on the lockers too. "Plus, we don't even talk to each other. Why are you talking to me?"

"Talking to the same three people gets a little boring." Namjoon shrugged. "That's why."

"Right." Taehyung snapped his fingers. "I forgot you talk to Jeongguk's cousin. Why do you?"

"I'm into older guys."

"Wow." Taehyung rolled his eyes. "You're such a man whore." He stopped leaning on the lockers, walking out of the conversation.

Namjoon knitted his brows, chuckling. Did that work? Did I make him jealous? Wait no, it didn't work. He's just annoyed now. Namjoon grunted, realizing that he fucked up and jogged over to Taehyung to stop him from leaving.

He walked in front of the younger. "Wait, you think I'm a man whore because I said I'm into older dudes?"

"Yeah." Taehyung scoffed, putting his hand on his hip. "You obviously got in his pants. You're all about hooking up with people, aren't you?"

Not to you. I actually like you instead of hookups. Namjoon crossed his arms. "Apparently to you, I am."

"It's obvious. You are a man whore. You show everyone that you got a big dick and it's annoying."

Namjoon raised a brow, smirking appearing on his lips. "You think I have a big dick?"

Taehyung froze, widening his eyes. "I-I..just shut up!" He walked out of the conversation bubble.

Namjoon still followed. "But you haven't seen my dick yet." He whispered, smirking. "I can show you—"

"Shut the fuck up, Namjoon. Now you're just showing off." He tightened his jaw, continuing to walk.

"But I miss what we did." Namjoon started to whine, slightly stomping while he walked. "Your skin was so smooth to the touch and your lips—ugh, they give me a shock!"

Taehyung stopped his steps and deeply sighed. I missed that too but him and I can't do it again. We will get caught next time by one of our friends! He slowly looked up at the older, having a serious face.

"We're not doing it again." Taehyung kept his voice low so no one was listening. "You know, it was only for the party. I don't like you in that way and I fucking hate you. I made that totally clear when I kissed you."

Namjoon sighed. I guess I was wrong. He doesn't like me. "Fine." He rolled his eyes. "But if we have another party, I'm down to do the actual sex." He whispered.

Taehyung just glared. "I'll make sure we won't."

Namjoon smirked. "We will."

"Another party! Please Hyung!" Namjoon begged and begged.

"Why?" Yoongi asked, taking a sip of his coffee and putting it down on the counter. "You didn't even do anything. You walked around to get some food and you went back down to your room."

"But T—" Namjoon quickly cleared his throat, almost saying Taehyung's name. "I mean, a guy that I like showed up and tried to escape the party by going downstairs. Which he appeared in my room! Him and I almost hooked up! C'mon man, please!"

"No way. My house was almost destroyed because of those fucking freshman's. They're crazy fucks and they don't understand what is glass! I had to spend money because of them." Yoongi explained, tightening his grip on his white coffee cup.

"Then..sophomores, juniors and seniors only party!" Namjoon nervously laughed, going back to his praying position.

"That's not the point, Namjoon. My appa was pissed and I told him that it would happen. I'm not making another party." Yoongi took a sip.

"What if..what if I convince Jeongguk to let you get a second chance?" Namjoon raised a brow, smirking.

Yoongi looked at him, sighing. "No."

"What?" Namjoon widen his eyes. "You're literally saying no to Jeongguk?"

"Jimin bribed on him. It's cruel."

"Then why did you accept it in the first place?" He crossed his arms, raising a brow.

"Because I thought I was going to get lucky that night." Yoongi whined and got up from the tall chair, walking over to the kitchen sink. "I know Jeongguk doesn't like me because he seemed so awkward around me. I just felt bad for the kid so I left him alone."

Namjoon sighed. "I understand."

"I would make another party but I can't and I don't want to." He rinse out his cup. "I don't want anything to break again and I don't want to mess up Jeongguk's poor little brain."

"Right." Namjoon sadly sighed, flopping his hands down on the counter. "I get it. I feel bad for you now."

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